All Chapters of Trapped Between Two Alpha Captains: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

ELI . . The moment I woke, two things came to mind. Find John. Return the filled-out scholarship form to Ethan. I finished getting ready, slipped the folded application into my backpack, then slung it over one shoulder. I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my former swim teammates' social media statuses Normally, I’d send John a text but ever since the stalking began, I’ve stopped telling people except Louis where I was going before I got there. Even something as harmless as arranging a meeting left me strangely uncomfortable. It was irrational—I know—but right now, it was the best course of action. I’d rather find him myself. One of the most recent posts showed that the swim team was currently training at the University’s sports complex. “Alrighty.” The walk to the sports complex didn’t take long. Students passed me in every direction, some carrying gym bags, others rushing toward lecture halls before morning classes began. As the glass entrance to the sp

ELI..“For the past four days, I haven't been able to think about anything else and I was able to come up with a plan. To keep you and our child safe. Our future too,” Zane said.A heavy pause, and his eyes drifted from me to the floor and back up again.“I have to take away my father’s power, the only person capable of protecting you is someone who has more authority than him and to achieve that I need to become chairman of our company.”My throat bobbed as it worked a tight swallow.“I will go through with the engagement and marry Amara.”The words came like a slap, and everything else disappeared. The room. Even the sound of his voice.I’ll marry Amara.The sentence pulsed in my head, my mind refusing to move beyond it.Somewhere in the distance, Zane kept talking.“…gain my father’s trust. Gradually assume control, once he no longer has influence I’ll divorce her then I’ll come back to you…”I couldn’t hear the rest. Not really. Not with bitter heat settling at the base of my th

Zane. … My phone vibrated against the coffee table, snatching my attention. Eli. My hand froze before I quickly reached for it. Eli: Can we meet? The muscles across my shoulders tightened, a dull pressure settling beneath my ribs. My fingers danced across the screen. Me: Where do you want to meet up? Bubbles appeared, followed by his text. Eli: My dormitory I barely read the text before my phone disappeared into my pocket. The shirt hanging over the back of my chair caught on my arm as I pulled it over my head. My fingers missed the first button. Then the second. I undid both and tried again. With a snarl, I pulled it off and grabbed a simple top from my wardrobe and dashed out. “Zane?” Dempsey’s voice came from the living room. “Where are you going?” My car door slammed shut, harder than I intended. And before I knew it, I was already inside my car, already on the road. My eyes were fixed on the road but my attention kept returning to the message. What if he wa

ELI..The break-ins didn’t stop. If anything, they became more frequent.At first, I’d convinced myself I was imagining things.A pen I’d forgotten where I’d left. A sketchbook that had somehow ended up on the wrong shelf. A paintbrush I could have sworn I’d cleaned after using.But eventually, there were too many missing things to dismiss and none of them ever turned up again.I’d changed the lock after the third break-in. For exactly one night, I’d thought that had solved the problem. The following morning, fresh scratches lined the edge of the keyhole.They had picked the new lock!John was starting to scare me.If things kept up like this…I would have no choice but to involve the police.Drawing in a slow breath, I picked up my backpack and slung it over one shoulder. Before leaving, I looked around the room one last time. Everything appeared exactly as I’d left it.I hoped I’d meet them just as I left it.I reached for the doorknob and pulled the door open. My body froze, a sm

ELI...Ethan’s fingers fell from my shoulders to his side. “Good luck,” he said, his voice a little above a whisper.My eyes never left Zane, not even when I muttered a ‘thank you’ back to Ethan.Zane hadn’t moved either. He remained a few feet away, hands tucked in his pockets, his eyes still on my shoulders—on the spot where Ethan's fingers had been.A nibbling heat burned across my cheeks, and my tongue almost moved, desperate to say something. To say anything.Instead, I looked away, my feet pounding the floor as I hurried past him.I could feel his gaze follow me, but I wasn’t bold enough to stare back.When I reached the double door of the hall, I dragged in a slow breath.Don’t think about Zane. Don’t think about the unreadable expression he had worn.You need this scholarship. After whispering words that did nothing to untie the knots in my stomach, I pushed open the door.The noise came like a punch to my ears, my stomach turning.Ethan had said a dozen students; I had exp